AN: I really shouldn't be starting another fic considering I'm still doing plenty, but someone gave me a prompt and asked if I could write it so I agreed. :) This prompt is kind of used so I hope that I can spice it up in some ways. If you have any ideas about this then tell me or xxfallblossomxx, who I'm writing this fic for.

HeartForSoul

Disclaimer:I don't own Harry Potter and if I did, I'd write another book. :)

(Oh and just so ya know, Voldie isn't in this one and they're in sixth year. Anyone older is in seventh year! -It's pretty AU)

Summary: Different parents, old friends, new friends, fake friends, and Slytherins. What could go wrong?

"Hermione," her mum called up the stairs. "It's time to go!"

"I'm coming!" Hermione called back. She'd been up late last night, reminiscing with her parents about her previous Hogwarts years and she'd forgotten that she hadn't packed. She'd been rushing around all morning in a hurry, trying to remember everything she might possibly need at Hogwarts.

She ran downstairs, her trunk bouncing behind her as she hopped into the car, shoving her luggage to the side.

"Doesn't your train leave at eleven?"

"Yes...what time is it?" Hermione asked.

"We're cutting it close. We've got ten minutes to make a fifteen minute drive," her mum muttered.

Hermione grimaced. "And I've still got to catch the train. Mum! Speed up!"

"I'm going as fast as legally allowed!" Her mother said.

"Well go as fast as illegally allowed!" Hermione said, a bit frustrated. "I'll miss the train and I don't see any police around!"

Her mother huffed a bit but smiled at her. "Fine. Here we go," she put more pressure on the pedal and went a bit faster.

Hermione shared a smile with her mother. They'd been driving for another eight minutes when they finally arrived. "Yes!" Hermione cheered.

Hermione's mum pulled over and Hermione jumped out, grabbing her luggage. "You owe me!" She called.

Hermione waved and raced off to the platform. She didn't bother getting a trolley and wasting time. She had one minute to get on the train. She dragged the heavy luggage along, glad she didn't have to worry about bringing Crookshanks this year.

She sighed gratefully as the numbers nine and ten came in her view. She heard the bong! of the first chime and raced through the barrier, happy it was still open. She was very happy she'd run a lot this summer. Thank Merlin for having health freaks for parents!

She got to one of the doors which was still open and threw her trunk inside, quickly climbing in herself right as the clock struck eleven.

Hermione stayed by the door, gasping for air. She grabbed her bag and looked for Harry and Ron in their usual compartment. She frowned as her eyes settled upon Lavender, but she hid it quickly and greeted the boys and Ginny, who was sitting there as well. "Hey guys," she smiled.

"Hey Hermione," Ginny nodded.

"Cutting it a bit close, aren't you?" Lavender asked her.

"Yeah, I forgot to pack," Hermione said, sliding into a seat beside Ron.

"That's ironic," Harry grinned. "The smart one forgets to pack."

Hermione rolled her eyes. "I am not the only one who forgot something this summer. Why didn't you two write me?"

"Oh, our bad. We were spending the summer with Gin and Lav," Ron shrugged, swinging his arm around Lavender's shoulder.

Hermione frowned. "The whole summer? I didn't get one letter from you two!"

"Why didn't you write us?" Harry asked her.

"I don't have an owl! When I borrowed one, I didn't get any replies!" Hermione said, a bit exasperated.

"Speaking of owls," Ginny smirked. "Remember that one we all saw at the Magical Menagerie in Diagon Alley?"

The other three nodded, Hermione furrowed her brows, confused.

"Mum said she'd send it to me later!" Ginny cheered.

"Aw, what are you going to name it?" Lavender asked.

"How about Soot?" Harry smirked. "It was completely black."

"I rather like the name I picked for it," Ron grinned.

"Break isn't a good name," Ginny stuck her tongue out at her brother.

"But he broke the window!" Ron protested.

"Ron and I should get an owl and name it Sooty Break," Harry nodded.

Hermione sighed, wondering what on earth the other three were talking about.

"You only want to name it Soot because of the guy we met in Knockturn Alley. Remember?" Lavender grinned. "The chimney didn't like him much either!" They all burst out laughing.

"What are you all on about?" Hermione asked.

Harry waved a hand. "You had to be there to get it."

"Maybe if you told me-"

"You wouldn't get it," Ginny shook her head.

"Oh..alright. I'm going...to go to the bathroom." Hermione shrugged and took her trunk, ignoring the laughter behind her. If fifth wheel had any sort of definition it'd be 'Hermione Granger'. She looked around, hoping to find an empty compartment. Maybe she'd be able to read...

"Hermione?" A familiar voice questioned.

She looked up into the sea blue eyes of Fred Weasley. "Oh! Hello Fred."

"I'm George," the redhead smirked.

"You boys can't play that game on me!" Hermione grinned.

"I don't get how you do it," George frowned, coming to stand by his twin. "Going somewhere Granger?" He gestured to her bag.

Hermione looked at her bag and then back to the boys. "Just needed some air."

Fred snorted. "Yeah. I think if those four got anymore attached there would be a new name for Siamese twins...like...Siamese quadruplets."

Hermione grimaced at the thought.

"Well Granger-"

"Want to join-"

"Us?" The twins offered.

Hermione thought for a moment and smiled. "Sounds fun," she was going to lift her bag when Fred reached out a hand to stop her.

"George will get it," Fred smiled.

"George will?" Hermione and George both asked.

"Yes, George will," Fred grinned.

"I really can get it," Hermione offered.

"It's fine," Fred shook his head and helped George grab one end of the trunk and lead Hermione down the corridor to another compartment.

When they opened the door there were a few calls from inside. "Hey!" "There you are!" "Where's the candy?" "Granger?"

Hermione looked in and saw Oliver Wood, Percy Weasley, and Lee Jordan. She smiled and waved to the three inside as they waved back happily.

"There's five of us so it's impossible to feel like a fifth wheel," George grinned.

"Figures you'd guys would forget the candy and bring back a girl!" Lee smirked, closing the door behind the three as they came inside.

Hermione took a seat beside Oliver and waved to the other two.

"Hello Hermione. It's a wonder you're still breathing. It's hard to get a word in with these two hanging around all-"

"Oy! We don't talk all of the time! And-"

"When we do," George continued, "We usually have something-"

"Productive to say."

"I bet you two couldn't go a whole day without finishing the other ones' sentences! Tomorrow we'll see if you can go a whole day without interrupting people." Oliver raised his eyebrows to the two in challenge.

"How much are you willing to bet?" Fred asked him.

"A galleon," Oliver offered.

"Hold on!" Lee ordered. "I want in on this."

"Fine. If I mess up, Wood gets paid. If George messes up, Lee gets paid," Fred said to the two.

"Hey! Why'd I get stuck with the smart twin?" Lee griped. "This just means Wood will get more money than I will!"

"Excuse me?" Fred gaped. "I'll have you know that not only am I smarter, I'm better looking."

"Says the dumb twin," Oliver nodded.

George chuckled. "It seems the judges have picked who is smarter. Hermione, who is better looking?"

Hermione, who'd been watching the whole scene in amusement looked to George. "I can't even tell the difference," she lied.

"Yes you can!" Fred said, standing up and kneeling in front of her. "And the difference is I'm better looking!"

Hermione rolled her eyes, a grin spreading across her face.

"She rolled her eyes! That means I win," George stood up and did the running man.

"No it doesn't." Fred smirked. "It just means she's too embarrassed to tell me I'm right!"

"I rather think if I were to pick any of the guys in this compartment that Lee looks rather nice right now," Hermione laughed.

"Why thank you," Lee pretended to take a bow.

Percy sighed, looking at his brothers. "Why don't we come to an agreement? You're both ugly. There. End of discussion?"

"Hold on! I want to know why I'm not involved in this good looking competition," Oliver protested.

"Anyone who plays keeper isn't in this," Lee smirked.

"Well...I don't see anyone saying I'm not good looking," Oliver pointed out.

A loud screech caused the conversation to come to a halt and they all looked around. They'd been arguing for so long that they hadn't even realized that they were actually at Hogwarts.

The teenagers all shared a wide-eyed look before rushing and getting their robes, quick to grab their things and sloppily throw their robes over their clothes, claiming they'd change later.

Hermione grinned as she walked with the guys towards the carriages.

"Wood, I think the train didn't want you to feel bad so it screeched so loudly no one could tell you the truth," Fred grinned.

"Come on guys, settle down. We're about to go eat. Didn't I hear you all saying something about the twins and candy on the train?" Hermione smiled.

"Of course ya did!" George grinned at her. "We went to get candy but we brought back something a bit sweeter."

Hermione blushed and all the guys jokingly sent her catcalls and wolf whistles. She grinned and they all climbed into one of the nearby carriages.

"I hope your other thirds aren't missing you too much Granger," Oliver grinned.

"It seems we've decided to keep you around," Percy smiled.

Hermione laughed. "Good."

"Flint!" A voice called out as he was boarding the train. He looked up to see Adrian Pucey and Theodore Nott. He greeted the two with a simple nod and continued to walk to the Slytherin compartments.

"Oh...I can't believe he'd try that with a chimney!" A voice called out, laughing. It came from a nearby compartment and it made Flint stop and turn towards it, recognizing it as the She-Weasel.

He slid the door open and they all turned to the three Slytherins cautiously. Marcus was sporting the famous Slytherin smirk that was mandatory for all Slytherins, and he didn't have to look behind to know that his fellow housemates would be mimicking the look.

"What do you want Flint, Pucey, Nott?" Harry asked, standing up to be on even grounds even though Marcus was still a lot taller.

"Just dropped by to ask if you'd shut your mouths," Marcus said, always quick witted. "I can hear you Gryffindorks down the corridor and into the compartment. It honestly makes me want to cut my ears off."

"While you're at it why don't you cut your mouth off?" Ron said, standing up too. "It'll make loads of people a lot happier."

"Shut it Weasel," Theo snapped. "If anyone needs to cut anything off it's that stuff you call hair. It's brighter than the sun."

"You insult my hair?" Ron scoffed.

"We have a lot more things to insult. Your status, your quidditch skills, the amount of money in your pocket, your horrible choice of clothing, or your face. Please, take your pick," Adrian raised an eyebrow.

Marcus rolled his eyes. Something was missing in this argument and it took him mere seconds to figure out what it was. "Where's Granger? She finally figure out that redhead plus scarhead equals a couple of dumbarses?"

"Got a crush Flint? Funny of you to realize she's not even here," Ginny grumbled, standing up to join this whole argument.

"Please. If anyone has a crush it's going to be you. It's what I'm going to get Pansy to do to you if you don't shut your stupid mouth, fifth year," Marcus snapped.

"I could take that dog," Ginny said, threateningly.

"I suggest you stop talking about my cousin that way," Theo said, stepping up a bit. "I might have to take my anger out on your boyfriend."

"Bring it, Nott," Harry guffawed at the guy.

"Stop it!" A voice shouted, coming from below. Not one person had noticed that Lavender was still sitting down and that she was annoyed at the whole group for arguing like this the whole time. "Just leave! Go!" She ordered, pointing at the door.

The Slytherins all simultaneously rolled their eyes and left.

"Way to go, Lav!" Ron cheered.

"Don't you Lav me!" Lavender snapped. "I'm sick of you taking the bait and arguing with them! Now! The train will stop soon! Go get on your robes and if you're nice I might consider sitting next to you at the feast!" She huffed.

Marcus and the others continued to walk to their compartment and upon sight were met by Daphne, Millicent, Pansy, Draco and Blaise. He gave a slight wave and collapsed into one of the seats. "Hey," he nodded to everyone. Adrian and Theo took a seat.

"Guess who we ran into," Adrian smirked, lazily putting his arm around Daphne.

"Gryffindork trio?" Pansy rolled her eyes.

"Actually," Theo corrected. "It was the Gryffindork duo, plus She-Weasel, and one angry girl that I definitely don't want to be on the bad side of."

"Was it the Brown girl because-"

Daphne slapped Blaise upside the head. "You're Italian! Don't be so racist against skin color!"

"Her last name is Brown," Adrian grinned.

"Oh," Daphne shrugged. "No harm, no foul."

"Lots of harm!" Blaise rubbed his head. "To my skull, you mad woman!"

"Wait," Draco interrupted. "Where was Granger?"

"That's what I was wondering," Marcus smirked.

"Maybe she got expelled for having hair that was too curly," Millicent suggested.

"Whatever. We'll talk later. Come on guys. A feast awaits us," Blaise smirked.

"Hey, wait! Look! That's Granger!" Pansy leapt to the window, quickly followed by her fellow Slytherins.

"She's with the other Weasleys?" Marcus questioned.

"And Wood," Adrian pointed out.

"And the announcer who always give our team crap," Blaise growled.

"This should be an interesting year," Draco said, speaking everyone's thoughts.

"You bet your arse it will be," Marcus nodded.

AN:I can't promise all chapters will be this long, but how did you like it? Any complaints? Any good thoughts? Any ideas? Let me know! :) Review! :)

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